Chapter 131: Robbing Du Gu Bo by Taking Advantage of a Fire_1

Shrek failed in his studies.

The awakening of the Bluesilver Emperor bloodline failed.

Now, the venture to Slaughter City, too, ended in failure.

Tang Hao was puzzled. Why was it so hard for Tang San to rise?

"Hao'er, I'm already so happy to see you again. The future of the Hao Tian Clan depends on you."

"Take the Hao Tian Order, the sect's token. From now on, you are the Haotian Sect Master. This was always your place, no one can take it from you."

Tang Chen said this as he handed the Hao Tian Order to Tang Hao.

Actually, from a young age, he had placed great importance on Tang Hao. Compared to Tang Xiao, who was relatively timid in nature, Tang Hao was more suited to lead the sect.

"Ancestor."

"My brother..."

Tang Hao wanted to tell Tang Chen that Tang Xiao was already dead, and the Hao Tian Clan was gone.

Now, the remaining disciples of the Hao Tian Clan may be like lost souls, barely clinging to life.

However, before he finished his words, Tang Chen interrupted him.

"Alright, Hao'er, there's no need to say more. I know you've always been sentimental, but the position of sect master is not a trifling matter, is it?"

"Only you can lead the Hao Tian Clan to glory. Let's settle it this way. Don't let me die with regrets."

Tang Chen clearly had a resolute determination for Tang Hao to be the Haotian Sect Master.

After hearing Tang Chen's words, Tang Hao realized an important piece of information, "Ancestor, where are you going?"

Going where... Upon hearing this, Tang Chen sighed in his heart.

"To make up for my regrets over the years, and then... there's no after that. My life, Tang Chen's life, will also come to an end."

In Tang Chen's speech, there was a sense of a hero reaching the twilight of his life.

"This..." Tang Hao opened his mouth but didn't know what to say anymore.

He had already gathered from Tang Chen's words that both Tang San and Tang Chen had been poisoned. Now it seemed that Tang Chen was in critical condition with no hope of a cure.

"Wait, Ancestor."

However, it was at this moment Tang San's voice rang out from the side.

"What else do you want to say, lad?"

Tang Chen looked at Tang San, his eyes carrying a questioning look.

"Ancestor, your illness is not without a cure. Or rather, our situation is not beyond hope."

Upon hearing Tang San's words, a look of astonishment appeared on Tang Chen's face.

Then he laughed and shook his head, "Don't comfort your old ancestor. If it's a problem I can't solve, what could you possibly do? Kid, I know you're young and still have too much unwillingness in your heart, but that's life, beyond our control."

In Tang Chen's view, Tang San probably just couldn't accept the situation.

To speak of solutions, what could a kid, not even a fraction of Tang Chen's age, possibly know?

"Ancestor, I really have a solution."

"It's just a bit troublesome, that's all."

Tang San insisted on his opinion.

"You really have a solution?"

Tang Chen paused for a moment.

"Ancestor, you might as well hear what Xiaosan has to say. This child has shown an exceptional side since he was young."

At this moment, Tang Hao's gaze flickered, also feeling that Tang San's words might be feasible.

"Alright then."

Tang Chen nodded, "Well, lad, go on and tell me what solution you have."

"Ancestor, the poison we suffer from is in our blood. It then spreads through our entire bodies. Although the toxin is persistent and insidious like a chronic disease, it is not without a cure."

After listening to Tang San, Tang Chen's face revealed a hint of surprise, "Then tell me, how to cure it."

"Blood exchange."

"Replace the poisoned blood, and use a large amount of Spiritual Medicine to remove some of the toxins, and our problems will naturally be solved."

"The process is cumbersome and will require some time."

Tang San, speaking of the antidote, was spirited.

It could be said he was quite articulate.

In truth, if he hadn't been poisoned himself, he wouldn't have bothered to come up with a solution for Tang Chen.

After all, bringing out more knowledge from outside this world would only increase his own danger.

"Hahaha, this kid, well done! To come up with such a solution, good, very good."

Tang Chen laughed heartily, very pleased with Tang San's performance.

To live, who would choose to die?

After praising Tang San, Tang Chen then looked toward Tang Hao and instructed, "Hao'er, go and capture some people. I need their blood for a transfusion."

In response to Tang Chen's orders, Tang Hao did not hesitate. He nodded firmly, "Yes."

As the words fell, he turned to seek out people.

"Dad, wait."

It was then Tang San called out to Tang Hao.

Tang Chen raised his eyebrows, somewhat puzzled, "What is it? You boy have become tender-hearted? But everyone that enters Slaughter City must be of the killer sort, no?"

Upon hearing Tang Chen's query, Tang San's mouth curved into a bitter smile, "Ancestor, you misunderstand. I'm not soft-hearted. I just wanted to say not everyone's blood can be used. It has to come from someone related to you by blood. Only their blood may have a chance of not rejecting you."

"Oh? Is that so?"

A look of realization dawned on Tang Chen's face.

Then, gazing at Tang Hao with a thoughtful expression, Tang Hao had a flash of insight, "Tang Hao is willing to offer his blood for Grandfather."

But Tang Chen shook his head with a wry smile, "Hao'er, your breath is unstable, and you're evidently also severely injured. Your body needs recuperation, how can your old ancestor take your blood?"

With that, he looked toward the distance, "Go back to the Hao Tian Clan. There are many within the sect related to me by blood. I've protected them for so many years, now it's their turn to bleed for me."

Hearing this, Tang San showed a hint of joy, "Ancestor is wise."